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Railroads, Ducks, Fish and Gorillas

Posted Tuesday, October 13, 2009, at 10:30 AM

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Dragging Uncle Jay.
People often stop me and comment about the articles that I post here and I'm pleased that there are some people who enjoy reading them. The stories have always been a pleasure to write and have given me something to do from time to time. Occasionally I will get some criticism about my writing and I appreciate that as well. I'm just an amateur writer and I'm sure that I have a lot to learn.

Recently, I was rather harshly chastised by an old friend who declared that I was making other grandpas look bad. I sure hope I don't cause a grandpa revolt or a Papaw uprising that results in a rope necktie party with me as the sole invitee. Most grandpas are just gentle giants to their grandchildren, but I now have the impression that some of this particular species, when sufficiently provoked, can be extremely dangerous animals. Regardless, I shall not let this groundswell of grumpy and gloomy grandpas govern the efforts of this geriatric journalist.

For several weeks Aden and I had been planning a trip to Cincinnati and we finally made it. I'm really not sure who had the best time; I'll probably just call it a tie. We left this past Thursday afternoon when I got off from work. Aden fell asleep early on the drive and woke up around the time we got to I-275. He was, as always, ready to do something. After working all day and driving for three hours, I was ready to take a nap.

Our hotel was actually in Newport, less than a mile from Newport on the Levee. It was a good location that was easy to get in and out of for the duration of the trip. I brought a few games, coloring books and puzzles to pass the time during the evenings until he was ready to go to sleep. That first night we went through just about everything that I had brought and made a trip to McDonalds for some fries and burgers. I slept very well.

On Friday morning we went to the Newport Aquarium. This is by far the best time to go. Kids are back in school and it was a weekday, so we traveled through the aquarium with ease. The glass tunnels under the million gallon tank provides an excellent opportunity to walk right under the swimming sharks, turtles, stingrays and scores of various species of fish. There are also a few glass floors where you can walk over several different aquatic environments which include live crocodiles, alligators and snakes. We stayed for a little over four hours and then went back to the hotel for a break. I dozed off for about 30 minutes while Aden watched Sponge Bob Square Pants.

When we got to the aquarium that morning, we were about an hour early so we took a walk up to the Purple People Bridge. It is a bridge that is painted purple and is solely for pedestrian traffic across the Ohio River. We walked out to the middle of the bridge (and ran some too), took some pictures and walked back. We were the only people on the bridge. That's the great thing about getting up early in the morning; you see and do things that you would never see or do otherwise. Sleeping in was not on our agenda.

On Friday afternoon, we drove north on I-75 to exit 22, which is about a 25 minute drive. Right off of this exit is a place called EnterTrainMent Junction, which houses the world's largest display of interactive model trains. There are over 90 trains running through 8000 square feet of a very detailed miniature landscape. I must say that this place is truly incredible. It provides a nice history of the railroads in the United States from the early steam engines to our modern day locomotives. They have utilized an extreme amount of detail in every mine run, town, city, lake, rail yard, bridge, tunnel and the surrounding countryside. If you like railroads at all, this is the place to visit. In addition to this, there was a Halloween maze in another wing of the building which Aden and I thoroughly enjoyed. There were buckets of candy along the way through the maze and they provided us with a bag to fill as we pleased. We bagged a lot of candy.

On Saturday morning, we went to the Cincy Zoo and I timed our arrival precisely as it opened. It was a little chilly at first so we spent some extra time at some of the indoor displays and in the gift shop. We rode the train around the zoo and visited with just about every animal in a little over 4 hours. We were disappointed that the rhinoceros and the cheetahs weren't out for us to see, but overall it is a nice zoo. Be prepared to walk a lot of hills in this zoo, it will give you a good workout. And don't miss the gorillas; they have one of the biggest gorillas I have ever seen. Aden said he had a big butt.

After lunch we hiked back down to Newport on the Levee and took another trip through the aquarium. On this trip, I let Aden spend about an hour and a half in the Frog Bog, which has one of those maze like playgrounds for children to climb, crawl and slide through until they are totally worn out. Aden played in that jungle gym for over an hour but never wore out, while Poppy just rested on the bench and held onto his shoes and jacket. Finally, I convinced him that we still had some other things to see and that we could go through the glass tunnels again. I'm not sure what amazed him more, the huge loggerhead turtle, the sharks or the fantastic display of jellyfishes. He did not like walking on the glass floors above the crocodiles.

In a previous article on a trip to the Indy Zoo, I ranted about the use of strollers so I won't say too much here except for the fact that on this Saturday at the aquarium, the place was full of strollers. To me, if kids are too young to walk or just too lazy to walk, leave them at home. Strollers should only be allowed in these crowded public places when a medical condition precludes a kid from walking. Come on parents; get your kids out of those strollers.

After the aquarium, at 4pm on Saturday, we rode The Ducks. The Ducks are actually World War II amphibious vehicles, which were designated as DUKW (so soldiers called them Ducks), which came from the terminology used by the manufacturer; the D indicated a 1942 design, the U meant it was a utility vehicle, the K designated it as all-wheel drive and the W indicated something else that I cannot remember (maybe it Waddled like a duck). The Ducks take you on a tour of downtown Cincy and also drive right into the Ohio River for a short swimming tour of both banks. Shortly after we entered the water our ship Captain said he was tired and asked for relief, so Aden got to sit in the Captain's seat and steer the Duck. This was the only time during the week that I didn't have my camera with me. What a klutz.

On Friday and Saturday nights, we went out to eat, played numerous games of Candyland, worked countless puzzles and colored more pictures than I could count. When we left the zoo, I bought Aden a purple monkey from the gift shop. It was one of those that had Velcro on its' hands and feet and he had a blast flinging that thing around the room Saturday night. When he got the monkey I asked him what his monkey's name was and he said, "Uncle Jay". I didn't waste a minute in calling his Uncle Jay on the phone to tell him that he now had a stuffed monkey named after him. Jay was thrilled.

On Sunday morning I got everything packed while Aden slept in and then we headed north again on I-75 to exit 29. We were headed out to take a ride on the Pumpkin Patch Express, which was a 45 minute trip on the LM&M Railroad out in the country to a farm. At the farm we picked a pumpkin from the pumpkin patch, got lost in a corn maze and petted some animals. After eating a pumpkin cookie and fetching a gourd and another pumpkin, we rode the train back to the station to retrieve our car. As we left Ohio and headed home, Aden managed to stay awake for about 15 minutes and then slept until we got to Bedford. We talked the rest of the way home about our weekend in Cincy. He can tell some pretty good stories.

Now I'm working on the agenda for our next trip. Get with it grandpas, there's a lot of fun to be had out there.


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Muat be about the best articule you Sims

-- Posted by bam1130 on Tue, Oct 13, 2009, at 4:18 PM

I shall not let this groundswell of grumpy and gloomy grandpas govern the efforts of this geriatric journalist. What great alliteration!

Aden brings the best out of you. So happy that you and Your Grandson had fun.

I'm claiming those little naps were some of the best you ever had.

-- Posted by Wiglund on Tue, Oct 13, 2009, at 9:07 PM

Papaw Bob has spoken!

-- Posted by Lil' Hahn on Wed, Oct 14, 2009, at 10:24 AM

The joy and fun that you and Aden had just about jumps out of this blog. You are undoubtedly Poppy of the Year. Too bad they don't give a Nobel Prize for Poppys, your selection would help balance out one of the recent questionable ones.

bam1130: your comment took me back a few years to Mrs. Sutton's typing class, I had several attempts that looked similar to yours. :-)

-- Posted by Chris&Jeremy'sDad on Wed, Oct 14, 2009, at 6:21 PM

"I shall not let this groundswell of grumpy and gloomy grandpas govern the efforts of this geriatric journalist. What great alliteration!"

great quote. i picture you throwing your fist about for added emphasis....FDR meets Dr. Seuss.

-- Posted by virgina was for lovers on Wed, Oct 14, 2009, at 10:39 PM

This is preeminently the time to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Not on a train! Not in a tree! Not in a car! Uncle Sam! Let me be! Nor need we shrink from honestly facing conditions in our country today. I do not like them in a box. I do not like them with a fox. This great Nation will endure as it has endured, will revive and will prosper.

So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself--nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. Mr. Fear, You're the king of sinful sots. Your heart's a dead tomato splot, With moldy purple spots, Mr. Fear.

In every dark hour of our national life a leadership of frankness and vigor has met with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is essential to victory. You should not be here. You should not be about. You should not be here, When your President is out! I am convinced that you will again give that support to leadership in these critical days.

-- Posted by simmons on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 6:48 AM

"A democracy cannot exist as a permanent form of government. It can only exist until the voters discover that they can vote themselves money from the public treasure. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates promising the most money from the public treasury, with the result that democracy always collapses over loose fiscal policy followed by a dictatorship. The average of the world's greatest civilizations has been two hundred years. These nations have progressed through the following sequence: from bondage to spiritual faith, from spiritual faith to great courage, from courage to liberty, from liberty to abundance, from abundance to selfishness, from selfishness to complacency, from complacency to apathy, from apathy to dependency, and from dependency back to bondage." - a wise observer

May the people shout from their front doors, their windows, their telephones, faxes, and keyboards a resounding "No more borrowing from future generations!"

I refuse to swallow Obama's cool-aid.

May the people reject the current direction of our great nation in 2010.

-- Posted by Bugsbunny on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 8:57 AM

Back to the subject of the blog: If democracies can't last, then maybe a more perfect form of government might be a gradpapacy?

-- Posted by Lil' Hahn on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 11:40 AM

I think my FDR-Dr Seuss response must have thrown Bugsbunny into the wrong blog. That was a direct copy of his response to the Shut up Extremist Blog by Drew Landry.

-- Posted by simmons on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 1:42 PM

No, it was not.

Upon closer inspection you will notice my post here was at 8:57 AM, and that my identical post at Mr. Landry's blog was 8:58 AM.

-- Posted by Bugsbunny on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 2:01 PM

By the way, a carrot once a day will help your eyesight.

-- Posted by Bugsbunny on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 2:03 PM

You still answered two blogs with the same response regardless of which one you posted first. There must be a law against doing something like that. You plagiarized yourself.

My favorite carrot joke? OK

A snowman walks into a bar and tells the bartender, "Jeez, this place smells like carrots."

So, eh, what's up doc?

-- Posted by simmons on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 2:42 PM

You still answered two blogs with the same response regardless of which one you posted first. There must be a law against doing something like that. You plagiarized yourself.

My favorite carrot joke? OK

A snowman walks into a bar and tells the bartender, "Jeez, this place smells like carrots."

So, eh, what's up doc?

-- Posted by simmons on Thu, Oct 15, 2009, at 2:42 PM

Remind me to never invite Bugsbunny to my parties. Wow, what a party pooper!

-- Posted by MS POOH on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 10:23 AM

I plagiarized myself? For posting the same response on two different blogs? And you think there should be a law against that?

I definitely made a wrong turn at Albuquerque.

Doc,I better scram before someone in congress reads this and thinks you have a good idea for a new law.

"Let no post be used twice!"

-- Posted by Bugsbunny on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 1:23 PM

Ms Pooh, I totally agreed with you. How can he or she turn such a nice blog by Ol Simmon's into something so negative.

-- Posted by parrothead on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 3:41 PM

Be vewy, vewy qwiet. I'm hunting wabbits.

-- Posted by simmons on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 8:01 PM

Geewhiz, sorry comrades. Sure didn't mean to cause such a fuss and spoil this for some.

Just venting a little frustration with the current way things are going upstream.

I love ol' simmons, and his stories too. That FDR stuff provided the perfect invite ( for a carrot lovin' boy like me) to let some steam vent...and I know ol' simmons doesn't mind. And we all know what a stickler he is for crossing our t's and dotting our i's.

"Those that mind don't matter, and those that matter don't mind." -Doc Seuss

-- Posted by Bugsbunny on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 9:14 PM

Been to Albuquerque with Simmons. Bumpy flight to El Paso that for some reason landed at their airport. Looked like a bus station, sort of like CMH at the time, except for the fighters parked out by the runway.

Glad to see Aden made it back so quickly.

-- Posted by M Boyd on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 9:34 PM

I will have to look up that model train place sometime.

I love your work on these blogs and I sincerly hope That I do nothing or say anything to distract from your work...

A Fan.

-- Posted by silerCityDude on Fri, Oct 16, 2009, at 11:55 PM

No harm ever done here, I get a kick out of all of these responses. This nonsense all started when I responded to Drew Landry's blog and Bugs' response was next in line and then I responded here on my daughter's FDR/Dr.Seuss comment with a semi-satirical/political bit of nonsense and Bugs (to my utter dismay and enjoyment) copied his Landry response on to my blog (or vice versa as he claims). It just reminded me of an old Bugs cartoon where he was being chased by Yosemite Sam, goes through this door where he is in a scene with Bob Hope, Bing Crosby and Dorothy Lamour and realizes he is in the wrong show.

I do hope no one ever takes me too seriously as I have left seriousness behind me a long time ago. (Except on the occasion of some poorly hit irons.)

Aden and I did get a little political on our trip when a guy handed me a paper at Newport on the Levee about voting for something or other and I handed it to Aden. He glanced at it for a second (about the same length of time as Poppy did) and then immediately dropped it on the ground. I did pick it up and throw it in the trash. I think we made a political statement of sorts.

-- Posted by simmons on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 6:33 AM

I'm really surprised that Ol'Simmons didn't dig thru his histerical archives and come up with some heretofore unknown secret meeting of FDR and Theodore Geisel in Cincinnati to bring this blog full circle like he almost uncannily always does.

Good luck in Vegas next week, have fun.

-- Posted by Chris&Jeremy'sDad on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 7:35 AM

Sigh...I wish you were still my neighbor. I'd invite you over for a cup of Saturday morning coffee. Aden will be forever blessed for having you so prominently present in his life. Thank goodness his mommy brought him back home.

-- Posted by Lorhagatha on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 8:37 AM

It wasn't in Cincy but in a city out east

I saw the two of them together; quite a shock to say the least

Franklin Roosevelt and Seuss, hey that's pretty neat

"And to think that I saw it on Mulberry Street"

Some Joe for the soul and conversation is best

With coffee, a friend and Poppy as the guest

You're as good a friend as I'll ever meet

And to think that it happened right on our street.

-- Posted by simmons on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 10:48 AM

Which questionable Nobel Prize there were a few Prizes? I believe you still have not read the book by your colleague, Ms. Knight, and now you imply that you have read all the Nobel Prize winners qualifications.

The story was good, like all of them by Simmons and his loved ones. Heartwarming stories in fact, with facts. What is the downside of these stories? The comments. So, I am the idiot who broke a vow and read them believing there could be nothing negative in them from this story. Like I said I am the idiot who read them. I still like the story, and will stick to the story from now on, I promise.

-- Posted by oracle granite on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 1:18 PM

Which questionable Nobel Prize there were a few Prizes? I believe you still have not read the book by your colleague, Ms. Knight, and now you imply that you have read all the Nobel Prize winners qualifications.

The story was good, like all of them by Simmons and his loved ones. Heartwarming stories in fact, with facts. What is the downside of these stories? The comments. So, I am the idiot who broke a vow and read them believing there could be nothing negative in them from this story. Like I said I am the idiot who read them. I still like the story, and will stick to the story from now on, I promise.

-- Posted by oracle granite on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 1:18 PM

TC it is so good to hear from you. When you get a chance please call me 381-2855, will be in Mesquite next week.

-- Posted by simmons on Sat, Oct 17, 2009, at 6:39 PM

I was in Cincy yesterday, unfortunately the Bears decided not to show up, and I saw one of the ducks you mentioned. I must say there were a very interesting vehicle.

-- Posted by EggMan on Mon, Oct 26, 2009, at 10:51 AM


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